King of Hearts Page #4

- And a batch of pretty girls.

All in brothels,

like their mamas!

The world's so simple. On one side men,

and on the other side women.

On one side, the whores.

On the other, the generals!

You're right. Life is simple.

Three minutes until 12:00.

In three minutes, it'll be over.

I don't want to die.

No one's ever known his own death.

There are only three minutes to live.

Three minutes is great.

You're right.

You'll see the knight come out.

The knight comes out at midnight.

- Where?

- Up there.

On the clock. At midnight.

The password!

Saved!

We are saved!

Good work, men.

I've done these sorts

of things before.

Long live the Queen!

Midnight?

Good show.

Pumpernickel pulled it off.

The man's a hero.

The town is ours.

Any more of your drunken ravings,

MacFish, and I'll have you locked up.

- Be thankful I'm in a good mood, man.

- Sir!

- Forward, Sergeant Major!

- Sir!

Company, prepare to fall in!

Fall in!

Five minutes after midnight!

Five minutes late!

Nothing went off, Hamburger!

- You checked the bombs?

- Yes, sir!

Sorry.

Lieutenant!

Take him away!

Retreat!

Retreat!

I want to make love.

With a king?

You're not afraid?

You must be marvelous.

Tell me later.

The soldiers!

Good show, Pumpernickel.

First rate. Jolly good.

Yes. Sir, I couldn't have done it

without them, sir.

I must say, how fiendishly clever.

That bit about the chimpanzee.

I was worried that the townspeople

are a wee bit on the--

Love to see the Jerry's face

who intercepted that messenger, eh?

Surely, sir, the men you sent

after me must have told you that--

You think I'd listen to anything

that dipsomaniac has to say?

- MacFish!

- Yes, sir!

We'll bivouac here.

- Here, sir?

- Yes.

The Duke, the Duchess, my wife.

An old bat, but I love her.

I'd love to curl myself

around that cute moustache!

- Sir, I really must explain to you--

- Later, please, Pumpernickel. Later.

Pleased to meet you, General.

Long live France!

- Let's celebrate!

- I don't have the time.

Don't waste it.

MacFish! Overnight pass

for all the troops, Sergeant Major!

Give me a moment to change

into decent clothes.

Sir, I must explain to you.

Later, Pumpernickel, later.

I'm too busy listening to the music.

What's under their kilts?

Nothing!

You mean everything!

This is the greatest day of my life!

I'd like fireworks!

- MacFish.

- Yes, sir!

- You heard the lady.

- No, sir!

- We would like a display of fireworks.

- What shall I use for fireworks, sir?

Cannon, mortar, powder.

Good heaven, man.

I have to do all your thinking for you?

Look, Colonel!

Victory! The town has blown up!

Everyone is dead!

Yes, but Hamburger is, too.

The Iron Cross is precious.

Even posthumously.

My life is at your feet.

What would you like?

Another ice cream,

a pretty ring...

and a parade.

Here's the parade.

In any case,

it's time to leave.

- Fall the company in.

- Sir!

Company, fall in!

On the double!

Plumpick, fall in behind the church.

I'll be waiting at Hyacinth's brothel.

Don't be afraid. I'll return

covered with medals.

Hurry up, Plumpick.

Good-bye, Poppy!

Make way for the parade!

Company, shoulder arms!

The King is going to war.

You're letting him go?

Yes, he's going to get medals!

What next?

Say good-bye to His Majesty.

Let's kiss him and bring him

to the parade!

Company, forward march!

Let me go! I have to leave.

- More of them!

- All over the place, like rats!

They act like

they don't know each other.

Of course not...

they're foreign regiments.

- No umbrellas?

- The last bouquet!

Clear out, or you'll all get it!

Fire!

Surrender!

Never!

Don't you think these actors are

a bit over the top?

What funny people.

Thousands of soldiers,

cannons...

autos, coming from

every direction.

What on earth can it be?

The "liberators."

This joke has lasted long enough.

Let's go to bed.

Your Majesty, we leave you

with your people.

Good-bye, Charles.

Come. Let's go home.

General, my town kept faith.

You are receiving an army citation.

Your bird too.

An A-1 winged creature.

Rare bird and soldier.

Brave and astute.

You pulverized your enemy.

Good job.

And I would like...

to add my own embrace

to that...

which the president

of the Republic sends you.

Plumpick, you're going up

to the front again immediately.

The Jerries are still holding on

to this town...

and we're going to blow it sky-high.

What now?

- It's your turn, Your Majesty.

- I still don't understand the rules.

There aren't any.

Well, you're here now.

And you won't be running off anymore.

I'm staying here, General.

- I'm not going anywhere.

- Smart thinking.

The most beautiful journeys...

are taken through the window.

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